Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ94ZMJ7Q3D8K9QD47GNAG1V

Molly adjusted her night-vision goggles, which were currently tangled in her messy hair. They stood tensely behind a neon pink bouncy castle. The target is the pile by the clown. Molly whispered. Bill checked his plastic watch. He is making balloon poodles. It is now or never. Did you bring the diversion? Bill pulled out a burlap bag. A dozen very hungry hamsters. Molly stared at him. I said smoke bombs, Bill. Hamsters are faster and fluffier. Bill argued. The backyard smelled like juice boxes and desperation. Molly gestured toward the long gift table. Once the cake is served, the parents will be distracted by the sugar highs. She said. I will definitely grab the Lego sets. They have the best resale value. Bill added. Focus on the big glittery ones. They usually contain jewelry or high-end electronics. Molly commanded. Or just more glitter. Bill muttered. Are the hamsters ready? Bill unzipped the bag cautiously. They are certainly primed for total chaos. Go now. My ankle! Shut up and release the furry rodents. Molly said. They crept forward as the singing started. The heist of Timmy’s seventh birthday was officially underway. They blended into the shadows of the slide.